Hey there, book lover,
My second kid turns 22 today in France while on a work trip, and I'm over here having Big Feelings about time zones and the fact that international shipping apparently requires planning ahead. Who knew?
He's probably complaining about how Europeans eat dinner at 7 PM like civilized humans while I'm calculating whether it's too early to cry about how fast 22 years went by. (Spoiler: it's never too early.)
π TLDR: THE IMPORTANT STUFF
- BIRTHDAY CHAOS: Kid's adulting hard in Europe, mom's emotional about it.
- WEIGHT LOSS WIN: Down 25lbs and questioning my entire wardrobe.
- DOODLE DRAMA: Ember thinks my writing time = her personal entertainment hour.
- GRUMPFEST LOVE: Reader called Grumpfest one of the best hockey romances of the year! Read it
- CHORD REMINDER: Sean and Jade still making people forget their responsibilities. Grab it here
- FREE BOOK MADNESS: October 28th Romance Book Blast approaching fast, filled with free romance books! (Bookmark it!)
π WHEN YOUR KID CONQUERS EUROPE WITHOUT YOU
There's something deeply weird about your baby celebrating their birthday in another country while you're home wondering if FaceTime crying counts as international embarrassment.
He's living his best life, eating actual French bread for breakfast, and probably rolling his eyes because he can't take his drink to-go with him after his meal. Meanwhile, I'm googling "time difference France to Florida" for the fifteenth time today because math is hard when you're emotional.
πͺ THE "DO I BUY NEW JEANS?" DILEMMA
Speaking of life updates that make me question everything: I'm down 25 pounds and feeling pretty damn good most days. Which is great, except now I'm stuck in that awkward phase where my clothes don't fit but I'm too cheap to buy a whole new wardrobe.
Is there a support group for "lost weight but still wearing baggy pants because shopping is exhausting"? Asking for a friend.
π PRODUCTIVITY LEVEL: DOODLE INTERFERENCE
Ember decided today was the perfect day to remind me that working from home means I'm available for constant entertainment. Every time I sit down to write, she appears with a toy, a tennis ball, or that look that says "surely whatever you're doing isn't more important than me."
She's not wrong, but deadlines don't care about doodle logic. And Mister Mav is also home from work today, which is a whole 'nother distraction!
π GRUMPFEST GETTING LOVE
Speaking of things that make me stupidly happy, Grumpfest got another review that made me do that embarrassing writer dance in my kitchen.
Meanwhile, those same reviews make Max roll his eyes so hard he's lucky he doesn't strain something. But secretly, he loves it. Grumpy sunshine boys always do.
πΈ CHORD STILL HEATING THINGS UP
Chord of War & Love continues to make readers forget they have actual responsibilities, which was exactly the goal. Sean and Jade are out there proving that rockstars can have emotional growth AND excellent bedroom skills.
Because why choose one when you can have both?
π INCOMING FREE BOOK CHAOS
October 28th = Romance Book Blast Day. Hundreds of free books across every romance subgenre you can imagine. Start making hard decisions about your TBR pile now, because you're about to add approximately 47 new reads to it.
I'll resend the link again when it goes live, but fair warning: your Kindle storage is about to hate you.
π« THE REAL TALK
Some days you wake up and your kid's celebrating their birthday on another continent, your pants don't fit (in a good way this time), your dogs think you exist solely for their amusement, your hubby is in your bubble, and you're questioning whether you should buy new jeans or just live in leggings forever.
These are the days that remind you life is beautifully messy and you're somehow managing to keep all the balls in the air, even if one of those balls is currently bouncing around France eating croissants. π€
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go practice not ugly-crying during our FaceTime call and maybe finally order those jeans. Or not. Leggings are basically socially acceptable pajamas, right?
Still believing in happily ever afters (and stretchy waistbands),